Birthday Surprise – Part 01

By mclioncub

It had been a year since I first met Kevin. I was at a bar with several friends and Kevin entered the room. He was dressed in tight jeans and tight white T-shirt. His physique and piercing eyes had me captivated from the beginning. He was perfect in every way and could only hope he was my birthday gift. By the end of the evening, Kevin and I were an item. How more perfect could my birthday be? In addition, Kevin was very intuitive and we seemed to mesh on so many levels.

During the past year, Kevin and I had gotten close. So close that we talked about all of my fantasies and fetishes. Everything from being bound to being turned into a slave… none of which interested Kevin. Although he was not into my fetishes, he loved that I talked about it because it made me hard and made for great sex. We had a great vanilla relationship. He was my man, and I loved it. Little did I know what he had planned.

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The passing of Tieguy7001

With great sadness, I wanted to pass along the news that Robert — better known as Tieguy7001 by many of us bondage guys — died unexpectedly recently after having a heat attack in his sleep.

As the men who had the opportunity to play with him or watch him at work can tell you, he was a skilled rope master. More importantly, he was a kind and generous man who was loved by many.

Condolences to his family, and to his many friends.

He will be missed.

 

Taken

By Rubrpig

Steven left the bar frustrated by the lack of action. Despite the presence of some very hot men in full leather, they seemed more interested in talking rather than any action. One man had especially caught his eye as he was tall muscular and dressed in full BLUF gear. A heavy langlitz jacket, leather shirt and tie, quilted breeches and wesco boots. Topped with a Muir cap which set off the man’s bearded face and enhanced by the cigar. He had approached and attempted to strike up a conversation but was rebuffed and he gave up thinking that he was just another poser in leather. What he failed to realize in his frustration was that the leather man was very interested in Steven and had been quietly observing him before Steven left the bar obviously frustrated from the look on his face.

The leather man finished his beer and walked out of the bar and look around to see which direction Steven had headed in. Seeing him on the corner he pulled out his cell and placed a call and told the person he called that he was heading in his direction. He hung up and followed Steven, his heavy boots thudding on the pavement as he watched Steven in the distance.

Steven was heading for his car which he had parked several blocks from the bar. His polished combat boots and his chaps creaked as he walked and as always he enjoyed the sound of his tight leathers. His chaps were skin tight over his levis and showed off his ass and crotch. As he passed the mouth of an alleyway he heard a sound which attracted his attention. It sounded like someone was calling for help. Being a police officer he knew he should check it out. He entered the dark alley and called out for whoever was there.   Suddenly, he heard a sound of someone behind him and he was grabbed and a cloth put over his nose and mouth.

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